ebookland Chapter 1108 Infinite Spacetime Hotel (1108)
Chapter 1108 Infinite Spacetime Hotel (1108)
Chapter 1108 1108. Infinite Spacetime Hotel (148)
--No.
--No.
——It seems that there are no CP fans of Meng Ye and Zhao Cheng.
——No. At that time, I was fangirling over Meng Ye and Damin.
——No. At that time, I was obsessed with Meng Ye and Xiao Guo.
——No. At that time, I was obsessed with Meng Ye and Xiao Feng.
——No. At that time, I was obsessed with Meng Ye and Ping Er.
——No... aren’t you guys into such a variety of things?
——I still have some feelings for Meng Ye and Peng Peng. The relationship between the two of them is what I yearn for the most.
——Well, I once initiated a gambling game, does anyone remember?
——What are you betting on?
——I bet Meng Ye, Peng Peng and Xiao Guang are not really together.
—Hey? If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten about it. How come there's nothing about Xiaoguang?
——Yes, there seems to be no difference between Xiaoguang, Yilitong and Xiaoguo.
——Not as good as Yilitong. Meng Ye always reconciles accounts with Yilitong, and the two of them have more interactions.
——When eating, Yilitong always picked up food for Mengye!
——Yes, I noticed it too.
——The way they both pick up food is also very interesting. Yilitong never puts the food in front of Mengye, but holds up the chopsticks, and then Mengye uses her chopsticks to pick up the food.
——Because there is no place to put it, Meng Ye’s bowl is always full of soup.
——Xiaoguang is busy with his marriage now and has no time to think about other things.
——But the four of them all have a good relationship with Meng Ye.
——Because Meng Ye treats everyone equally.
——The one who is best friends with Meng Ye now is Pengpeng, and it will be Xiaoguang’s turn next time.
——I am standing in line, holding the number plate of love?
——I hear the wind, coming from the subway and the crowd?
——Meng also seems to like this song very much.
The next day, Meng Ye closed the door at five o'clock, took the bus to learn typing, and stayed at Yan Yan's house at night.
Yan Yan's residence was a little small. Gan Ning and the other three stood outside, and only Lin Xi and Huang Jingjing followed in.
The number of viewers in the two people’s live broadcast rooms has increased, but not much.
In Yan Yan's place, Meng Ye and Peng Peng will not have any intersection, and everyone thinks there is nothing to see.
Yanyan's roommate went across the street to talk to other classmates, and Meng Ye smiled and told Yanyan about the conversation he had with Pengpeng last night.
"Ah? Did I get misunderstood?" Yan Yan laughed. "I like Peng Peng, don't you?"
"No!" Meng Ye said with a smile.
"Is there?" Yan Yan looked thoughtful.
"No." Meng Ye said.
"No, no." Yan Yan laughed again. "It's just their imagination."
"I can see that Yan Yan is quite good at brainwashing himself," said Lin Xi.
"I think she still likes Pengpeng a little bit. What do you think?" Huang Jingjing asked.
"Same as you." Lin Xi said. "But Yan Yan won't admit it."
"Meng Ye won't admit it either."
"Pengpeng won't admit it either." Lin Xi said.
"In the past, we were just friends, the kind of friends you can still talk to each other even if you haven't seen each other for a long time."
——Damn, it started again.
——He’s starting to be sentimental again.
——It starts to stir up our sad emotions again.
——I’m really impressed. Really, can you please respect Meng Ye?
——Why don’t you respect Meng Ye?
——What Meng Ye wants is a relationship that will make her laugh and not cry when she thinks about it.
——What Meng Ye wants is someone who will make her laugh and not cry when she thinks of him.
——She definitely doesn’t have so many sad thoughts now, so everyone should stop being sentimental.
- Guess what, more than 20 years later, when Meng Ye thinks of Peng Peng, will he feel a little sad?
——Maybe, but I’m still happier.
Meng also lived at Yan Yan's place. Lin Xi and the others went out for a walk and found a hotel with rooms on the first floor nearby and checked in.
They don't want to go up and down the stairs and don't want to leave here for the time being.
They also want to read the story over a period of time in sequence instead of jumping around.
When Lin Xi came to the room, the first thing she did was to take a shower. When she came out, she saw Huang Jingjing staring at a painting on the wall.
"What's wrong?" Lin Xi asked.
"This painting looks familiar, like I've seen it somewhere before," Huang Jingjing said. "Take a look at it. I'm going to take a shower."
Lin Xi stood in front of the painting, wiping her hair while looking at it.
It does look a bit familiar.
Lin Xi thought about it for a while and remembered.
It looks very much like the embankment behind Meng Ye’s parents’ house, but it’s slightly different.
The dam is to the north of Meng Ye's house. It seems to be the road leading to the west, but they were setting up their tent on the east side at that time.
Lin Xi had a bad feeling and stopped looking at the painting. Instead, she lay on the bed and closed her eyes.
Hearing Huang Jingjing open the door and come out, Lin Xi spoke.
"Don't worry about the painting, don't go look at it, let's get some sleep first."
"Okay." Huang Jingjing agreed and took the phone. "Tell them in the group chat, just in case..."
As soon as Huang Jingjing finished speaking, the scene in front of her changed.
Lin Xi held his forehead and looked at the person next to him.
"Do you have that painting in your room too?"
"Yes, but I didn't move," said Zhang Yutong.
"I didn't move either." Gan Ning said.
The four of them looked at Zhang Xuesong collectively.
"I saw two figures on the road, so I took a closer look." Zhang Xuesong was also very helpless.
——Luckily, all five of us have finished showering, hahaha.
——If Zhang Xuesong had taken a closer look earlier, he would have seen that Teacher Huang had not finished taking a shower yet!
——If the washing is not finished, the transfer may not be completed.
——Are you at Meng Ye’s house again?
——It’s daytime again, and this damn game really doesn’t let me sleep well!
——How old was Meng Ye at that time?
——Look at the time, um, it’s the summer of 19 years old.
— 19? Did you graduate?
——There’s a possibility that she’ll never see her first love again.
——What is Meng doing?
—Painting, painting the flowers she placed on the windowsill.
——These flowers should not be sent by Xiaoguo!
——Xiaoguo is only 12 years old, okay?
——It turns out that before Xiaoguo, someone also gave Meng Ye flowers!
——The person delivering flowers came with a big bunch in his hand.
"The person who sent flowers to Meng Ye turned out to be Ping'er." Lin Xi wanted to laugh. "I thought it was Meng Ye's admirer when he was 19 years old."
"Since Zhao Cheng is Meng Ye's first boyfriend, 19-year-old Meng Ye shouldn't be in a relationship."
Ping'er did not enter the room, but handed the flowers to Meng Ye across the windowsill.
"You know what, the flowers in your vase are quite beautiful." Ping'er said with a smile.
"The flowers you sent are beautiful." Meng also smiled.
"By the way, let me give you the letter Kong Xiangyang wrote to you." Ping'er said, handing the letter to Meng Ye. "Be careful, don't become his springboard like me."
"You are not a stepping stone, and neither am I." Meng Ye put the letter aside and continued painting.
"Why don't you look at it? I'll be sad." Ping'er smiled innocently.
"I'm afraid you'll be sad!" Meng Ye tilted his head and looked at Ping'er. "He's pursuing you. If he hadn't been pointing fingers at our relationship, I wouldn't have bothered to write a letter to scold him."